Two Hours After Dark Along Interstate 80

Under star-filled skies of the
Great Basin Desert
you can lie in the bed
of your Chevy S-10
and fall asleep to
Coyotes howling

Loneliness is when night grabs you by your throat
and you no longer have the will power to attempt an escape

You simply succumb to the
comforting dizziness

I once knew a woman from Tennessee
When her husband died at 65
her porcelain bust of
King Elvis Presley
sang her lullabies
as she silently cried herself to sleep.